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A slashy drabble.
Notes: This is my very first drabble. It’s also only my second slash fic. There was just no way to make this bunny gen, not even if I bought him a beer and made him watch football with me. And believe me, I tried!
“STARSK, what’re y’doin’?”
“What d’ya think, sleepy-head? I’m playing with your ear.”
“Well, don’ do that. It hurts.”
“Really? Where?”
“There. Nicked myself shaving.”
“I don’t see anything…”
“Stop touching my ear!”
“Ow!”
“Baby. No one ever died from being smacked with a pillow. Now go away and lemme sleep.”
“No one ever died of a shaving nick, either.”
“Why won’t you let me sleep? Did I do something to piss you off?”
“I don’t think you’ve been near this with a razor.”
“Nn…”
“Well, lookit that–”
“Starsky, if you say ‘rise and shine,’ I swear I’ll slug you.”
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